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In an ancient width and breadth  I find again life and depth. A long breath, then a sigh breathe in again, two beings alive. Whisper to me, drifting dream of timeago, of fantasy. Unfurl me far from home. Sail my hopes to the orient, rome. Waves of spirit and music entwined sweep aloft my windy mind to far off shores I cannot go on landbound legs and anchored home. Yet renewing and renewed it's rythmic waves return me to you.

In an ancient width and breadth  I find again life and depth. A long breath, then a sigh breath in again, two beings alive. Whisper to me, drifting dream of timeago, of fantasy. Unfurl me far from home. Sail my hopes to the orient, rome. Waves of spirit and music entwined sweep aloft my windy mind to far off shores I cannot go on landbound legs and anchored home. Yet renewing and renewed their rhythm always returns me to you.

An abandoned nest am I, high in my weathered tree. So much love has flown from me. I always wait for their Return as seasons pass and years heave by. Ever the witness while all others fly. My solitary pine flutters then sighs while the wind whines and blows. I cannot move. I have no place to go. Then they arrive! Oh emotion! Oh passion! Years of affection in a few moments ration. There is whistles and chirps, then chicks. Feathers, bustle and flurry. The season turns, then they go in a glori...

Sentiment sent, tears spent once, twice, four times a year with weary devotion. I always wait at the wall where your small carved letters are adrift in marble. I kiss them sometimes, with soft lips against the L, or R. A warm exhale breathes no life into them. My arms extend wide, and leaning into the expanse I only gather more cold. It is an embrace gone awry against the chiseled stone. You are not here, but I cannot let go once, twice or four times a year. This wall is for Reverance and Rem...